Help, I’m Being Forced to Marry a Frail and Sickly Immortal Doctor! 109p1

Chapter 109: Towards the Mortal World p1

Jiegou, to see it is to see a great plague.

Afraid that a certain sword cultivator wouldn’t listen, Yin Buran pinched Ning Ruoque’s ear. “You’re just too soft-hearted.”

“You can’t be like this in the future. There are thousands of living beings in the world. You can’t save them all, and you can’t save them all by yourself.”

Ning Ruoque was dazed and did not speak.

Yin Buran gritted her teeth and simply whispered in her ear, threatening coolly, “You’re going to save others. What about me? Half of your life is mine. You’re not allowed to leave me behind.”

Now Ning Ruoque had reacted.

She quickly coaxed her in a gentle and soft voice, “Alright, I’ll listen to you.”

The white crabapple blossoms in the courtyard had not yet bloomed, and they could not block the sunlight. So Ning Ruoque placed the chaise lounge under the wisteria trellis.

After Yin Buran had settled in, she thoughtfully placed a cup of flower tea by her hand.

She also sat down and shared the same sunlight with Yin Buran.

“How did you know that my amnesia is related to the goddess?”

Yin Buran glanced at her, her tone lazy.

“Your life-bound sword has been fused with the goddess’s blood. It should have helped you to clarify your original heart and improve your strength. But ever since you got back your life-bound sword, you’ve been troubled by the killing intent it carries.”

“A divine object will not wither for no reason, unless… the goddess is about to fall.”

Chen Suxin seemed to want to use this drop of divine blood to “set things right,” but unfortunately, it had little effect.

A gradually weakening god would find it difficult to control the direction of events.

In addition, Ning Ruoque had inexplicably appeared in the goddess’s temple. Yin Buran was willing to believe her own intuition and take a gamble.

When Yin Buran spoke, she raised her chin slightly, her speech was calm and unhurried, and her eyes were covered with a layer of pale gold light, looking particularly proud.

Ning Ruoque really wanted to stroke her head and couldn’t help but ask with a smile, “Then what if you’re wrong?”

Yin Buran met Ning Ruoque’s eyes and said without a ripple, “Then I’ll dual cultivate with you one more time, or I’ll dual cultivate with you until I find the reason.”

“…”

Ning Ruoque quickly turned her head away.

Seeing her like this, Yin Buran propped up her cheek, her expression quite innocent. “What, you don’t like it?”

Ning Ruoque was greatly shocked.

In broad daylight, in the clear universe, how could such wolfish words come out of her mouth?!

Yin Buran is really… really—

Ning Ruoque’s peripheral vision swept quickly, and her gaze fell on the faint curve of Yin Buran’s lips, and also on her graceful and fluttering snow-white collarbone.

She lowered her eyes in frustration and did not dare to make a sound.

Why does she always like to tease me?

Having successfully made Ning Ruoque blush, Yin Buran felt that she had made great progress in her expression.

To deal with Ning Ruoque, it was better to be direct.

She lowered her head and took a sip of tea. “Compared to this, you should go and ask your master what her connection is with the goddess.”

Ning Ruoque nodded in agreement. “Mm, I’ll go back when I have time.”

Having recovered the last of her missing memories, many things that had been puzzling before now had a reasonable explanation.

After stealing a few glances at Yin Buran, Ning Ruoque changed the subject in a muffled voice. “No wonder my cultivation has improved so quickly.”

Yin Buran: “Do you still remember that great Kun in the Mirage Sea Realm? It guards the ruins of the gods and is also very close to you.”

It should be related to the fact that Ning Ruoque had almost inherited the divine position.

Ascending to godhood was the goal that countless cultivators yearned for.

It was just that the era of the gods had long since passed, and in the past thousand years, only Chen Suxin had ascended.

No one knew what the divine position really meant.

Ning Ruoque stroked the hilt of her sword and was completely lost in thought. “Along the way, something has been pushing me to recover my memory.”

It had even used the power of a secret realm to speed up this process. The closer she got to the truth, the farther she was from ascension.

At first glance, it seemed like a good thing, but behind this good thing, too many people had died or been injured.

Yin Buran: “Think carefully. Who is the least willing for you to ascend?”

Ning Ruoque blurted out, “The demons.”

If she were to ascend, the power of the demon race would regress to a thousand years ago, and it would be impossible for them to invade the human world at will.

So the process that seemed to be helping her regain her memory was very likely to be a scheme for the future of the demon race. The enemy of an enemy was not necessarily an ally.

After all, the gap between gods and humans was huge.

So the demon race had been able to turn the tide with a demon god back then, but without a goddess, the human race could only pay a greater price.

Thinking of Chen Suxin’s words, Ning Ruoque was faintly worried. But she did not show her emotions on her face.

She warmed the tea again with her spiritual energy and then took Yin Buran’s hand. It was cool and icy, like holding a piece of fine and delicate cold jade.

So Ning Ruoque passed her own body temperature over to warm Yin Buran’s hand.

“Ning Ruoque,” Yin Buran suddenly spoke.

She lifted Ning Ruoque’s chin, and the smile in her eyes disappeared.

“Do you think you should take over the divine position and then fulfill the duties of a goddess? The laws of the Heavenly Dao will erase the connection between us anyway.”

Given Ning Ruoque’s previous “glorious” deeds, Yin Buran felt very insecure and wished she could confirm the other’s thoughts at all times.

Ning Ruoque paused for a moment and sighed softly. “For a moment, I thought so.”

Before Yin Buran could bristle and bite someone, Ning Ruoque quickly explained, “But at that time, you had saved me. I don’t want to fail this life just like that.”

“Besides… besides…”

She stammered for a moment before she said in a low and uncomfortable voice.

“There is nothing on the Ninth Heaven. If there is no you in my memories, I might feel very lonely.”

Yin Buran frowned slightly.

Very lonely. It was really rare to hear this word from Ning Ruoque’s mouth.

Ning Ruoque spent most of her time alone, practicing her sword alone, hunting demons alone, and even treating her injuries alone. People who were familiar with her would think that this was her nature.

However, now, Ning Ruoque’s brows and eyes were drooping, and she was squatting by the chaise lounge. Her dark and clear eyes were filled with a hint of bewilderment and grievance.

She looked pitiful.

Yin Buran couldn’t help but pull at Ning Ruoque’s head.

Then she looked down at her. “Tomorrow, I can practice the sword with you for half an hour. You teach me.”

She could only give way for half an hour, not a breath more.

In fact, she didn’t want to practice for a single breath. It was just for Ning Ruoque’s sake, to coax her.

Ning Ruoque was stunned for a moment, and she remembered this.

She instantly threw away her dejected mood, but before she could agree, she was interrupted by a teasing voice.

“Practice what? A lovey-dovey sword? You’re not thinking of practicing and then bumping into the Sword Venerable’s arms, are you?”

Yin Buran squinted her eyes slightly.

There were not many people who could freely enter and leave Suwen Peak, and she didn’t even have to think to know who could say such a thing.

She sat up straight, still holding Ning Ruoque’s hand, and squeezed out two words from her throat, “Senior Sister.”

As the Senior Sister of Azurefall Creek, Qin Jiangli not only had to teach her junior sisters their lessons on ordinary days, but she also had to help her master’s wife with her worries. From contacting the major immortal sects to issuing new sect rules, she was indispensable.

Ever since the outside world had learned that Ning Ruoque was still alive, she had also had to deal with those open and secret inquiries.

She was so busy all day that her feet didn’t touch the ground. One of her few ways to relax was to tease Yin Buran.

Seeing that Yin Buran’s little thoughts had been exposed, and she was blushing and bristling, a hint of a smile appeared on Qin Jiangli’s serious face.

She took out a letter from her sleeve. “It’s like this. Azurefall Creek has received a letter from the Taiyi Sect. The other party wants to invite a medical cultivator for a consultation.”

Yin Buran was too lazy to go out for a consultation, and just as she was about to refuse, she saw Qin Jiangli unfold the letter and hand it over.

“If it were anyone else, I wouldn’t have come to bother Junior Sister.”

She let out a long sigh. “But this matter involves Si Mingyue, Palace Master Si.”

A snow-white letter, the handwriting was elegant but slightly sloppy.

At the end was the seal of the Taiyi Sect. It stated the person who needed treatment and the reward. At least on the surface, it was very normal.

Without waiting for Yin Buran to question, Qin Jiangli flipped the letter over, revealing two large, flamboyant characters, “Save me!”

Beside it was also a small moon symbol.

“…”

Now both Ning Ruoque and Yin Buran understood.

*

Afraid that the situation was urgent, the two of them did not delay much and set off lightly.

After all, it was the number one sect, and they were not sure what the situation was with Si Mingyue. Yin Buran and Ning Ruoque had borrowed the identities and appearances of Qingtong and Qieyu respectively.

Even so, they were interrogated by the guards for a long time.

However, until they had successfully entered the Taiyi Sect, they still did not understand what had happened.

The cultivator who was leading the way even thought that they had been invited by his senior sister for a consultation.

So his attitude was quite polite, and he led them to a certain guest house. “Please wait here for a moment. I’ll go and inform Senior Sister Bai.”

Taking advantage of the free time, Ning Ruoque looked around.

Compared to Azurefall Creek’s vast and misty, and everywhere spring mountains, the buildings of the Taiyi Sect were mostly dignified and old-fashioned.

The guest houses were lined up, and when the gentle breeze blew, the bronze bells hanging under the eaves jingled.

But as expected of the number one immortal sect in the world, the scale of this one guest house alone occupied half a mountain.

It was a good thing that there was a spring in the heartland of the Taiyi Sect that gathered the spiritual veins from all directions, so that they could afford to raise so many disciples.

Before the person had arrived, Ning Ruoque was holding Yin Buran’s small medicine box and muttered in a small voice, “Didn’t Mingyue say that she was going to persuade that female cultivator? How did she end up at the Taiyi Sect?”

Yin Buran’s face was cold. “I don’t know.”

Ning Ruoque frowned in distress. “Then how are we going to find her?”

She had noticed that the Taiyi Sect was clearly in a state of alert, and the number of guards everywhere was double the usual.

And so far, apart from that letter, they had not found any way to contact Si Mingyue. Even the transmission talismans were not answered.

Yin Buran still said faintly, “I don’t know.”

Knowing that this person was angry, Ning Ruoque did not say any more.

But she also knew that Yin Buran had a sharp tongue but a soft heart. She just looked cold, but she was still worried in her heart.

Otherwise, she would not have stayed up all night and rushed to the Taiyi Sect.

The bronze bell suddenly moved without any wind and rang several times in a row. The bell sound was distant, as if an invisible force had hit it.

Ning Ruoque looked up, and her hand naturally rested on the medicine box.

She was very familiar with this force. It was sword qi. Why was there sword qi in the Taiyi Sect?

However, before she could inform Yin Buran of this discovery, a cultivator dressed in black and white Taiji robes walked out from among them and made a “please” gesture to them.

“Please come in. Senior Sister Bai has been waiting for a long time.”

Yin Buran nodded and followed without looking sideways.

The Taiyi Sect advocated the unity of heaven and man, and the way of nature.

Therefore, the interior was also extremely clean and neat, without a single extra decoration.

The sandalwood in the bronze censer lingered, but it could not cover the faint smell of bitter medicine. The person behind the curtain coughed a few times, sounding very weak.

Yin Buran took the person’s pulse, and Ning Ruoque was responsible for handing over the tools.

Under the dim lamplight, Yin Buran placed her fingers on the other’s pulse, and in just a few breaths, she had come to a conclusion.

“The residual poison in the meridians has not been cleared, and it has injured the lungs.”

She opened her hand to Ning Ruoque.

The latter had never been an assistant before, and her face was full of bewilderment. She subconsciously rummaged in the small medicine box.

This small medicine box was a special space artifact. It looked small, but it could actually hold a lot of things.

Ning Ruoque had always killed people herself. How could she have handed a knife to someone?

Her gaze swept past the Dao is Hidden and Nameless sword that she had forcefully stuffed in, to the cold and gleaming willow-leaf knife, and finally settled on a row of silver needles of different sizes and thicknesses.

She tremblingly presented a roll of silver needles.

She saw Yin Buran tilt her head, and her thin lips parted slightly. “Well done.”

The sword cultivator was instantly happy and watched Yin Buran perform acupuncture on the person eagerly.

The silver needles were inserted into the acupoints and driven by spiritual energy. The woman’s forehead gradually broke out in a thin sweat.

In just a quarter of an hour, she suddenly clutched her chest and vomited a mouthful of black blood.

Seeing that the blood was about to splash on Yin Buran’s lapel, Ning Ruoque reacted quickly and pulled over the curtain to block it.

She frowned and even checked Yin Buran up and down, confirming that there was not a single bloodstain, before she was relieved.

The woman wiped the residual blood from the corner of her mouth and sized the two of them up.

Yin Buran lowered her head to put away the silver needles. “In this way—”

She paused for a moment and said lightly, “Just recuperate with medicine for a few more days, and you can recover as usual.”

The woman quickly asked, “Then how long will it take? Can you give me a definite answer, fellow Daoist?”

Yin Buran’s expression was blank. “I don’t know either.”

The room was silent.

She looked at the woman, her expression as calm as a deep well, frank and composed, and not a single flaw could be seen.

In fact, as the dignified Divine Pivot Lord, how could she have dragged this kind of illness until tomorrow?

It was just that this excuse was too perfunctory.

Ning Ruoque looked at her nose and her mouth, and went to touch her own life-bound sword in the medicine box.

After a few breaths, the woman scratched her head. “…Oh, oh, I understand. Everyone’s constitution is different. I will recuperate properly.”

Normally, at this point, Yin Buran should be leaving.

But she was slowly writing a prescription and asked as if unintentionally, “Just now, I saw many patrolling guards outside the guest house.”

“Is that so? I was just about to tell you, fellow Daoist.”

The woman did not pay much attention and just followed Yin Buran’s words.

“Recently, a thief has entered the sect. I heard that the person coveted our sect’s secret treasure and was seriously injured by the sect master and the formation before he escaped.”

“So now the sect has forbidden everyone from leaving. I’m afraid you’ll have to stay for a few days, fellow Daoist.”

Afraid that these two “little medical cultivators” who had come from afar would be frightened, she also did her best to comfort them.

“But the two of you are guests. The Taiyi Sect will not make things difficult for you for no reason. Please rest assured. This matter will have a result soon.”

Yin Buran’s brow instantly relaxed, and she was very satisfied with this.

Very good. Now she doesn’t have to find a clumsy excuse to stay.

“Then I’ll have to trouble you, fellow Daoist.”

A smile appeared on the corners of her mouth, and with Qingtong’s sweet, round face, she exuded a great deal of affinity.

The woman seemed to have been infected by her and also smiled.

“Junior Sister, go and clear out an empty courtyard for the two esteemed guests from Azurefall Creek. Be sure to treat them well.”

Perhaps because of the kindness of treating her illness, her words were also sincere and from the bottom of her heart.

A little girl hurried in from outside the door and bowed to the group. “Yes.”

When she stepped out of the door, the woman did not forget to remind her, “The sect is still under martial law. Please do not walk around at will.”

“If you have a conflict with my fellow sect members, it would not be good.”

The wooden door creaked shut.

A white light flashed across the sky, and a muffled sound boomed. It was actually a dry thunder.